Sooooo these two Hispanic men came into my restaurant yesterday, and they got chicken wings and fries. Okay. Sooooo today they come in again, and the one that ordered yesterday wanted chicken wings, but he was stuck on the fries. No fries. 1 fries. 2 fries. 1 fries. No fries. So I ended up giving this man some fries with his chicken wings. As I’m packing them up, he walks behind the counter with his phone in his hand and with google translate asks me if I roast rice 🤦🏼‍♀️ I feel so bad that I give this man fries when he wanted rice. We don’t even have rice. I’m currently leaning on a cut table behind a warmer while they’re sitting here eating because I’m embarrassed.

I NEED TO LEARN SPANISH.